top of page

Blind In The Whip Wind

Five poems By Adam Day

Adam lives in a neighbourhood adjacent to that of the late Breonna Taylor in Louisville, KY, and these poems are concerned with the intersection of social justice and Buddhism. Adam is the author of Left-Handed Wolf (LSU Press, 2020), and of Model of a City in Civil War (Sarabande Books), and the recipient of a Poetry Society of America Chapbook Fellowship for Badger, Apocrypha, and of a PEN Award. They are also editor of the forthcoming anthology, Divine Orphans of the Poetic Project, from 1913 Press, and thier work has appeared in the Poetry New Zealand, Sweet Mammalian, American Poetry Review, TakahÄ“, Turbine, Kenyon Review, and elsewhere.

Sleeping on Meserole

out in the rain. Ground

talks. Different time

experience. Shake

the gutter and pull

a dollar out. Kids watching,

torching boredom.

May Be Humans

Blue chests’ nighttime

shapeshift; enact

purpose activity

in pursuit of itself,

and not the hosts

of all will be well.

A body sounds

like the thing

next to you

with one eye.

The Highest Branch

Loggerhead shrike

out on cash bail, clenching

the grocery gutter.

EBT Enfamil to get to

what is left, for now. Chest

of breath and swell;

grind time and song.

Sleepless Ears

Smallest world

wrapped around

sea urchin. Woman

of changed mind

perhaps sitting,

reading the mouths

of standing officers.

Hard Loved

Sometimes people. Trying

this tired morning

burning like grass

anywhere, casually.

The rest of death

so long great care.

Stars. Earth’s poles.

bottom of page